The Last Supper

We are sharing the good, the bad and the ugly, right? Brutal honesty?

Here’s one for you…

So, you’ve decided “That’s it! I’m sick of feeling uncomfortable! I am going on a diet and I will live and breath the gym!! …I’ll start tomorrow.”

And then it begins… Your mind starts thinking about everything you will not be allowed to have. Pasta. Chocolate. Ice Cream. Pizza. Cookies. Fried Food. Chips. Soda…

And then… crazy pre-diet brain comes up with a genius plan, “Well, it’s not tomorrow...Let the binge begin!!” You think of the nastiest, most unhealthy thing you can possible think of and you get in your car, hunt it down… and don’t just eat one portion. You didn’t have the motivation to get your ass to the gym-but you were quick to drive for a cheeseburger.

But HELL! Why not, right?!?! I mean, when are you going to ever do this again?! You are changing your life and it starts tomorrow!

The problem is, tomorrow usually lasts a week-two at the most. Before you know it you gained back everything you lost (if anything) and you are sitting down to another “last supper” before beginning another doomed attempt at change.

I will say-I had the last supper urge last night. I fought it and surprisingly won. I said I would be brutally honest not only with myself but with you guys. The funny (or not so funny) thing is, I know so many people who have done or do the same ridiculous ritual. Since we can relate to each other-as frustrated as we are-we can laugh about it. Otherwise, to those who have never done it or would never admit to it-we keep it to ourselves as some dirty, shameful secret.

The thought process is completely stupid. Rational me will tell you that. However, pre-diet crazy person would disagree.

I think the trick is rewarding yourself, maybe once a week. It’s not-I am never going to have these things again, I just have to limit it. I don’t know about you but when I hear the words never or can’t I turn back into this rebellious kid who just won’t follow the rules.

Balance. I need to have certain things to keep my sanity. I need to reward myself occasionally. I need to have something to look forward to if I did well that week. The can’t and never diets have always failed for me-right from the start. That much I have learned. It’s just a matter of not going over board when those little rewards happen.

All I can say is, I am already looking forward to my scoop of ice cream next Thursday night. #Reward #FoodAddict

If the above sounds familiar or you have other whacky pre-diet rituals raise your hands and comment below! Let’s share some dirt. 😉

Kris Williams